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| A day-in-the-life of a migrant worker in Beijing |
At 12:30 pm, in the midday sun, Lao Nie was waiting for the traffic light to turn green, and the sweat streamed down his face. I noticed that there were no vehicles crossing the intersection, but he still waited conscientiously and never violated the traffic rules.
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| A day-in-the-life of a migrant worker in Beijing |
On the side of the road there was a sprinkler, and he stopped to go there.
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| A day-in-the-life of a migrant worker in Beijing |
“I’ll wash my face, cool off, and then go and find a shady place to have lunch.”